When Qin Tiexin occasionally raised his head to take a breath, he glanced at the candidates around him. Some were staring at Lingyu motionless with solemn expressions, some had fine beads of sweat on their foreheads, and some had slightly opened lips and straight eyes. This was a sign of Divine Sense's excessive consumption.
There are three thousand questions in one hour. For most Foundation Establishment monks, just covering all the questions in Divine Sense is already strenuous. They also have to search for the answers in their minds and confirm them repeatedly, which is even more expensive.
The situation of Qin Tiexin is not bad. Although Divine Sense Splitting Method of True Person Zhou Heng is painful to practice, it is extremely efficient when used to answer questions. Scanning ten strands of Divine Sense at the same time is equal to Three thousand questions were compressed into three hundred to answer. The only thing he was tired of was not Divine Sense, but his brain. Ten lines were running at the same time. Each line was constantly retrieving memories, comparing answers, and making judgments. Somewhere deep in the brain was feeling faintly swollen.
But the more he answered, the more he felt that the books he had read in the Sutra Pavilion, the military maneuvers he had conducted while commanding the battle at Xinyang Pass, the names of the spiritual herbs he had memorized while chatting with the hunters at the street stalls, and even the questions on the jade slips he had recited while stewing meat in the courtyard of the Lin Mansion, all became answers in this quiet hall. Filling in the questions word by word, crisp and clear.
In the examination room, Golden Core patrolling the monks Divine Sense swept across the hall from time to time. When Divine Sense swept in the direction of Qin Tiexin, he felt a very light pressure coming down from the top of his head, paused for a moment, and then moved away.
An hour is up.
"Stop."
The prince's voice echoed through the hall again. Qin Tiexin withdrew Divine Sense from the answering jade and put down the jade. A pale golden light rose from the array disk, and the spiritual light array disk in the center of the stone table automatically sucked the jade away.
Qin Tiexin leaned back on the chair and let out a long breath. His brain was still a little swollen, but it had not reached its limit. He looked around and saw that many candidates slumped directly on the chairs, their faces pale, and two even leaned on the table and gasped for air.
After collecting the papers, there was a short wait. The four deacon disciples collected the spiritual jades in the hall and sent them under the largest bronze ancient mirror in front of the main examination table. A civil servant wearing a blue official robe embedded the spiritual jades one by one into the array slot at the bottom of the ancient mirror. Every time one was inserted, a spiritual light flashed on the ancient mirror, which was synchronized with the spiritual light projection in front of the hall.
Three hundred names appeared simultaneously on the projection, followed by scores.
Everyone in the entire hall held their breath at the same time.
Qin Tiexin raised his head and glanced down from the top of the list.
The first place, Ling Shuyao, ten points.
A suppressed low voice sounded throughout the hall. Ling Shuyao sat in his seat with no expression on his face, but straightened his back slightly.
Qin Tiexin continues to scan down, and his ranking is relatively high, Mingjue, eight points.
His ranking is around early 30s, which is not high. He is estimated to be around 200 in the eight examination rooms, but it is enough for him. Three thousand questions, one hour, eight points, more than enough to pass the line, without any hindrance.
After all, he has only studied for less than a month, and he will definitely not be able to keep up with those monks who have been preparing for this Star Selection for several years or more. The next few levels are his main battlefield.
He glanced at the bottom of the list again. There were densely packed candidates with scores between five and six points. More than a hundred people were crowded into the same bracket, and the score difference was extremely small. The entire Lidian stopped after less than 200 names were displayed. The score of the last place was shockingly, five points.
Finally, a line was marked at the end of the list: Those whose names are not shown will be eliminated. A total of 2,345 people participated in this written examination, and 832 people were eliminated.
Qin Tiexin stood up, took a look at the number of people eliminated, and walked towards the door of the palace.
When we walked out of the Lidian Hall, the sky was just right. The arena outside the school grounds was glowing blue-grey in the daylight. There were several candidates squatting next to the arena in the distance, their faces turned pale, and they still couldn't recover from the Divine Sense consumption. There were also a few candidates who looked desperate, as if they couldn't believe that they had not even passed the first level.
Qin Tiexin rubbed his swollen temples and walked along the stone road outside the school grounds.
There was a sound of footsteps coming from behind, walking slowly and slowly from the direction of the entrance of Lidian.
The footsteps behind him were neither urgent nor slow, and they were walking very lightly on the stone road.
Qin Tiexin didn't look back, but the footsteps were getting closer and closer, heading towards him. When he walked about twenty steps away, a female voice came from behind.
"Master Mingjue."
Qin Tiexin stopped and turned around. Ling Shuyao stood three steps away from him, her light cyan dress looking particularly plain in the afternoon sunlight. There was a faint smile on her face, not as tense as she was in the examination room, nor as businesslike as she was when Imperial Dao Arts Workshop was selling Jade Slip.
"Almsgiver Ling." Qin Tiexin raised one hand and made a Buddhist salute.
Ling Shuyao was very impressed by this monk. That day at Imperial Dao Arts Workshop, this man asked about basic martial arts when he entered the door, bought the cheapest of the three, and asked if he wanted to pay for tea.
At that time, she only thought that this monk was a little ridiculously tall. He was a Body Refining warrior monk, no different from other Rogue Cultivator who came to buy martial arts skills. As soon as he entered the Lidian Gate today She recognized it immediately, but didn't pay much attention to it. After all, this person was the type with strong muscles and overwhelming strength. In a written test that tests knowledge and Divine Sense, it would be good if the monk could get a passing score.
When the results came out, she glanced at the ranking at the back and saw eight points. She read it twice before confirming that she had read it correctly.
She has been exposed to Star Selection's various classics in Imperial Dao Arts Workshop since she was six years old, and it has been almost twenty years. Jade Slip and Cultivation Method 0 accumulated by Imperial Dao Arts Workshop There is more information about than anywhere else, and she is close to the water. She has been exposed to spirit medicine identification, basic formations, and dynasty laws since she was a child. Being ten is not a pursuit for her, it is a matter of course.
But a warrior monk who came from an unknown temple on the southwest border can also score eight points?
"Don't call me donor, my name is Ling Shuyao." She nodded slightly, her tone more casual than at Imperial Dao Arts Workshop, "Aren't those three Jade Slip useful?"
"Jade Slip It's good. Thank you Donor Ling for taking the trouble." Qin Tiexin He didn't know why she stopped him. He only had a one-time relationship with her, a transaction of three basic martial arts, and the money was paid in exchange, so there was no friendship.
"That's good." Ling Shuyao took out a piece of jade from his sleeve and handed it over. The jade piece was very thin, only half the size of a palm, but its texture was extremely tough, and the edges were sealed with extremely fine Spirit Rune. Her name and image were engraved on the front, and the words "Imperial Dao Arts Workshop Senior Deacon" were engraved on the back.
"This is my famous post. If you still need it, master, come to me at Imperial Dao Arts Workshop and you can get a discount."